Every time that I hold you in my arms
I look at your eyes, I hear your voice
and I think about my life into pieces,
the payment for all I do for you.
I wonder “Why not finish
so much bitterness, so much pain?”
If next to you I have no future
why don’t I rip this love from my chest?

Why …
if you lie once,
if you lie another time
and you lie again…?
Why …
I embrace you again,
I kiss you again
even when you make me suffer?
I know
that your love is a wound,
it is the cross of my life
and my ruin.
Why
I’m tormented for you
and my anxiety for you
worsen each time? …
Why,
with the heart in pieces,
I cling to your arms,
if you don’t love me?

I can’t live like I live…
I know, I understand rightly
if with you all I get.
the bitter caress of your compassion …
But … Why I don’t cry
it’s all lies, your love is a lie
and why I need your love,
if in it I only find martyrdom and pain?

DEAR ALBERTO: Firstly I have only now discovered your site and I would like to congratulate you on an excellent site and such well presented Lyrics in English and Spanish.
As a dedicated tango dancer, having just returned from three months in Argentina dancing Tango, together with my passion for learning Castellano your translation is invaluable to me.
I am searching for the lyrics of Lo Que Vos Te Mereces as it is a Tango that I love to dance to and I would like to feel the words in addition to the music.
It was recorded by Anibal Troilo y his orquesta tipica. Title of CD – From Argentina to the World EMI 4 94432 2
Vocals by Roberto Goyeneche.
Thank you again for your dedication and the richness of your site .
Good luck and best regards.
Roger Pointon-Bell

What do you want, I wasn’t expecting you!
Forgive me the plain talk
because since you left
I thought I never see you again.
And today that you honor with your presence
the misery of this room,
the surprise of this encounter
you can imagine…

Sorry, I did not realize,
that I barely shook hands.
If you want to stay a while
without any pretension…
I have little to offer you,
you don’t know how I have been,
I’m giving what I’ve had
to pay for my infatuation.

And you, I am sure
that you have done well
and that you felt ashamed
to walk into the place.
You are no longer being hit
by hunger and pain.
Your life, night and day
must be a continuous feast.

I am glad that you’ve returned
after an entire year
wearing that little dress
that I gave you.
Your luxury, your jewels,
would have hurt me,
How well you have behaved,
returning like yesterday!

What happens? Are you crying?
Don’t be that way.
You are not going to console me
by showing me compassion.
It wasn’t all your fault
that I lost everything, everything.
It is that then,
I had a stupid heart.

What say you? They misled you
with a world of promises?
That you are returning repentant?
That now you understand me…?
What do you expect if it’s all over
for your delusions of grandeur!!
Today you have the reward
of what you deserve.

And you, I am sure
that you have done well
and that you felt ashamed
to walk into the place.
You are no longer being hit
by hunger and pain.
Your life, night and day
must be a continuous feast.

I am glad that you’ve returned
after an entire year
wearing that little dress
that I gave you.
Your luxury, your jewels,
would have hurt me,
How well you have behaved,
returning like yesterday!

Hey bartender! Pour one more glass of rum
I drink for no reason and without a motive;
I don’t do for love, that is an old trick,
neither to delude the heart.
I don’t have a bad memory that stuns me,
I don’t have to forget a betrayal,
I drink just because… of being a plain drunkard!
For me any occasion is always good.

I don’t care that people may say
that I spend my life on a bar counter.
Because of that I don’t stop being decent
I don’t lose my manhood or tarnish my honor.
I like it, and that’s why, I hit the bottle,
I don’t provoke nor forced anybody
and finally, if drinking is harmful to me,
I do it to myself … because I’m a drunkard!

If a man to drink a swig of rum
needs the betrayal of a woman,
he’s not a man, he has no cure, he fools no one.
He’s a trickster for suffering and to losing!
I have a well-tempered heart on the left side
I do not drink to endure a fall
I drink because I do …being a pure drunkard!
For me any occasion is always good.